F-class thief? Sorry, I can steal anything.

An extremely crazy idea exploded in Chen Yifan's mind.

"Chen Yifan, what are you doing?"

Wang Qingyun's voice traveled into his heart along with the wisp of dying embers.

urgent.

It also sank.

He sensed the changes in Chen Yifan.

That wasn't the scent of someone fleeing for their life.

We're willing to risk everything for a chance to turn things around.

"Old Wang."

Chen Yifan stared at the platinum-gold Divine Court Seal in his palm, his voice steady.

"Poison can sometimes save lives."

Wang Qingyun paused for a moment.

The next second, his voice rose sharply.

"Are you crazy?"

"That's the mark of divine authority!"

"It represents the Reaper's authority! If you dare to insert it into your body, the rules of the Divine Court will devour you clean first!"

Chen Yifan twitched the corner of his mouth.

"That's still better than standing around guarding the house and getting robbed."

He stopped talking nonsense.

In his palm, the platinum-gold Divine Court Seal gleamed coldly.

This is proof of the Holy Lord's identity as the Inspector.

It is poison to the creatures of Earth.

It's a brand on the handle of a sickle.

However, for the world engine, it also has higher-level permissions.

The underlying logic of the World Engine is still executing the Divine Court's Harvest Order.

Then use the seal of the Divine Court to deceive the Divine Court's farming tools.

Amidst the lingering smoke and embers, Wang Qingyun's voice was kept extremely low.

"Kid, you only get one chance."

"Use the local will of the Eleven Wells to suppress the Divine Court Seal."

"Contaminate it into your fake mark."

"Before the seal is shattered, its roots must be severed!"

Chen Yifan raised his hand.

He pressed the Divine Court Seal hard against his chest.

Press it toward the seal bone imprint formed by the eleven cores!

Sizzle...

The skin and flesh on his chest exploded on the spot.

Blood mist sprayed out.

Chen Yifan suddenly arched his back, letting out a muffled roar.

pain.

The bones were crushed.

The nerves were pulled out one by one.

The soul is repeatedly cut and severed by the golden rules.

The platinum-gold divine court pattern spread down his sternum to his limbs.

The grayish-white sealing pattern was also thoroughly enraged, bursting out from the depths of the bone imprint and biting tightly onto the foreign divine seal.

Two forces collided violently within his body.

Chen Yifan's skin cracked inch by inch.

Blood splattered down his chin onto the golden field, only to be instantly evaporated by the rules beneath his feet.

Hang in there!

Wang Qingyun roared in his heart.

"Don't let the Divine Court Seal overpower the Bone Seal!"

"Once it takes the lead, you are no longer a fake inspector."

"You will first become a puppet of the Divine Court!"

Chen Yifan gritted his teeth.

Blood seeped from between his teeth.

He looked up, his eyes bloodshot.

"Melt it for me!"

Eleven cores vibrated simultaneously.

Blood rain well rippled with blood-red patterns.

Thunder Bone Well exploded with residual lightning.

From the Green Smoke Well, the wisps of human life suddenly surged up and crashed into the center of the Divine Court Seal.

The platinum divine pattern is entangled by the gray-white well pattern.

Torn.

compression.

Reorganization.

A twisted new mark was forcibly formed in the center of Chen Yifan's chest.

It does not belong to the Divine Court.

It doesn't entirely belong to Earth.

It's more like a fake certificate torn out from two sets of rules.

next moment.

The golden chains of rules that had been attacking him from all sides suddenly stopped.

The verdict of the World Engine has emerged.

[A supervisory role has been detected.]

[Permissions confirmed.]

[Confirmed.]

Welcome, Inspector Galos.

Chen Yifan slowly stood up straight.

The fake seal on his chest was burning hot and shining, devouring his blood, his soul, and his lifespan.

Every jump felt like a death knell.

But that's enough.

He fooled the farm machine.

Chen Yifan looked up at the golden fields that were being harvested.

Billions of lives hang low.

The golden scythe shadow continued to press down.

He spoke, his voice cold and devoid of warmth.

"Take me to your roots."

The world engine did not hesitate.

It only executes authorized commands.

The golden fields split open in the middle.

A staircase formed by the power of rules leads to a deeper place.

Chen Yifan, covered in blood, walked up step by step.

With each step, the fake mark on his chest burrowed an inch deeper into his bone.

The platinum divine pattern continuously corrodes the seal bone imprint.

The gray-white well pattern is also biting back at the Divine Court Seal.

This fake seal won't last long.

At the end of the stairs lies a vast void.

In the center of the void, a huge golden scroll of runes hangs suspended.

The pattern book unfolds.

There is no ordinary text above.

Only a densely packed path of fate.

The first life on Earth.

Ancient ocean.

The giant beasts went extinct.

Civilization was born.

war.

end.

reconstruction.

Everyone is changing jobs.

Beast Rift.

All history, all living beings, all destinies are nailed to this book.

This is the very foundation of the world's engine.

The Book of Origin that defines the Blue Star.

Chen Yifan looked at the last page.

There was a line of cold, divine script etched there.

He doesn't know him.

But the moment I saw it, I understood its meaning.

Farm No. 3497.

[Judgment: Mature.]

[Harvestable.]

Chen Yifan's eyes darkened.

That's why the scythe actually fell.

It is not the Holy Lord.

It is not a heretical path.

It is not ninety-nine altars.

It's this line of text.

It is the final determination of the Divine Court, nailed to the end of Earth's history.

Below that line of judgment, there is a very small old note.

It was almost completely covered by the golden patterns of the Divine Court.

[Initial Setting: Boundary Heart Protector.]

[Record of alteration: In the third era of the Divine Court Calendar, Inspector Uriel forcibly rewrote the records.]

[Current setting: Civilized Farm.]

Chen Yifan's pupils contracted.

Boundary protector?

The world's engine was not originally a farming tool.

It used to be a heart protector.

Something used to protect this planet.

It was later rewritten by the Divine Court.

Trapped in chains.

It was transformed into a farm machine for accelerating the growth of civilization.

In Chen Yifan's mind, all the things that seemed amiss earlier were quickly pieced together.

Why can't the Holy Lord directly touch the Star Heart?

Why did the trial mimic remind him that the twelfth heart is not the core?

Why does the world engine leave vulnerabilities while performing its harvesting function?

It's not that it still has a conscience.

The old underlying protocol isn't completely dead yet.

That remaining bit of protective logic was suppressed at the very bottom by the rules of the Divine Court, becoming the last crack deep within the machine.

Chen Yifan stared at the four characters "Civilized Farm".

The fake mark on his chest vibrated violently.

The Platinum Divine Mark began its counterattack.

He didn't back down.

Raise your right hand.

The cracks on the Ring of the Thief God were dazzlingly bright.

"No matter what you were before."

"Today, I'll take this dog leash off you first."

The suppressive intent of the eleven cores was poured into the ring.

The human anchor of Qingyan Well weighed heavily on his heart.

Wang Qingyun's wisp of smoky dragon embers burned to their last at the edge of the bone imprint.

Chen Yifan spread his five fingers and aimed them at the final judgment on the book of origin patterns.

Steal everything, activate!

Target……

Above the Origin Codex, Blue Star is definitively identified as the "Divine Court Civilization Farm"!

He wants to write this line.

From the billions of years of history of Earth.

It was torn off forcefully!